Liza put one foot on her left shoulder. - ?Well, good morning slut. We decided it wasabout time to wake you, lazy bones. We got a lot of things to do....Sarah nodded while Michiko put one foot on her rightshoulder. - White you were sleeping, we did some shopping for the weekend.We used your credit card of course. After all you're the one that benefits fromall this, right slut? - Yes, Mistress.Liza's andMichiko's grin got even wider.- Did you hear that? `Mistress'. So you wart to be our. I was grabbed by my shoulders and pinned against the wall. It was thegoth girl from the bar, as I expected, and her two friends. "I warnedyou to go home and nothing would happen you stupid piece of shit," shehammered out, spitting purposefully in my face.I tried to talk, but the blond on the right interrupted. It was dark,but she was very clearly wearing a lot of pink. She seemed to be apreppy girl fresh out of college, still holding onto the previousyears, "-who said you could talk?" she spat. ’ You’re telling me how you adore my hair, my skin. You play with me as words and breath and heat flow out of you. As I lay with you, your eyes are trusting me, green and beautiful in the half light. Before I get on you, before I get that close, I softly finger knead your lovely skin. You too are fondling my face….Oh EmmaP… My hands have found your breast, for an overture they cup and playfully squeeze – but I know you want the tongue’s main act. We grin and I smoothly suck and lick you, draw. Because of their significant others they were prisoners of circumstance, yet the attraction was fierce, animal, urgent.The urge wasn't to have an affair, the urge was to fuck.And it needed only opportunity.When opportunity came, they both hesitated, they were good people.But when their faces were inches apart, when he was close enough to sense the rising and falling of her clothed breasts, when she reached out one fair hand and lightly hooked her thumb in his belt loop---when they got that.